Last night I pressed and rolled my foot down on a tennis ball as hard as I could. No pain. After icing, heating, rolling etc., FINALLY no pain. I continued rolling through the night, even taped to go to sleep.
This morning I felt REALLY optimistic about a trail run. Then after dropping the last of my boys at school, he informed me that he forgot his clarinet. I drove all the way back home, grabbed his instrument, then rushed back to his school. Then I RAN through campus to get the clarinet into the music room before the tardy bell rang. I made it. The bad news is, upon my first running step, my right foot hurt. IT. HURT. 
I’m aiming to do this “Tides to Towers” run late winter, early spring. Now, my job is to find one or more trail runners to do this with me. Any takers?
Running Arroyo Trabuco:
Running through O’Neill campground with drinking fountains galore and sparkling bathrooms with running water sinks and flushable toilets!!:
Standing at the mouth of Trabuco Canyon:
Rose Canyon:
Time to turn around in Rose Canyon and head back. The foot was aching by this point. Bummer. But it was still a good run, because any run is better than no run, especially in this pristine scenery. (Today’s total: ten miles)
